Arthur C. Clarke - a personal reminiscenceWilliam R. Thomson In the course of 48 years of globe trotting and living on three continents and visiting or working in five, I have been fortunate in the characters I have met over this time span. Some were notorious such as Khieu Sampan, a leader of the Khymer Rouge, who I met in the company of King Sihanouk, his bitter enemy at the time Cambodia was trying to reestablish its position in the world. Protocol demanded that I shake his hand. I felt dirty. Another was Werner von Braun, the inventor of the V1and V2 bombs in World War II and the scourge of London during my childhood. Tom Lehrer, the American satirist, had a song about him which included the lines:
I met von Braun in the mid 1960s when he was in charge of the NASA Space Centre in Huntsville and I was a lowly flunky working on the Apollo Mission. I avoided shaking his hand. But 20 years later I had switched professions and gone into banking. I had to visit Sri Lanka to discuss with the government our bank's lending programme there. As an aside, I had mentioned to a Sri Lankan friend my admiration for the early work of Arthur C. Clarke, a founder of the British Interplanetary Society. He said that Clarke was a friend of his and I could probably meet him. I gleefully accepted the offer. I was driven from my 5 star hotel to a villa on the top of hill in the capital Colombo and entered into a living room/office that closely resembled Space Central Houston. Clarke welcomed me in a sarong and had the absent minded mannerisms and attitude of a scientist from an earlier age. But the surroundings were pure futurology. An amazing collection of TV sets covered the walls where the great man was tracking satellites for NASA. I spent a fascinating couple of hours discussing developments in the space programme, the implications for peace and war and the future of mankind with a long discursion into oceanography and the health of reefs around the world, his other great passion. I left that meeting humbled, knowing I had been in the presence of an exceptional thinker - a visionary far ahead of his times - who had chosen to follow his futuristic career - he was the author of Space 2001 and many other books and movies - whilst living in the delightful but relatively backward tropical paradise (if you forgot about the war and terrorism as he obviously did) of Sri Lanka. It was an amazing but delightful dichotomy. Had I had the experience in Houston or Hollywood it would not have impressed me the same. But for probably the first time I knew I had been in the presence of a futurist and thinker who had had a measurable impact on all of our lives. At the time of our meeting Clarke was just a plain Mister although he had been showered with countless scientific awards. He was obviously wealthy and had founded a university in Sri Lanka. The oddest thing about the house was the total absence of any females and this, in a country where maids are omnipresent. A few years later he was awarded a knighthood by the Queen but a disreputable campaign by a British tabloid accusing him of paedophilia caused him to delay accepting the award in order not to embarrass Prince Charles on his visit to Sri Lanka. He was later cleared of the charges and accepted the award. Sir Arthur C. Clarke died this week but his memory will live on for many generations. 21 March 2008 Bill Thomson is Chairman of Private
Capital Ltd in Hong Kong, a senior advisor to Franklin Templeton
Institutional in Hong Kong and to Axiom Alternative Funds in
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